Today at about 330am in the morning, a great man left us. He was our prime minister, then our minister mentor, but most of all we was our country’s founding father. About a month ago, he started battling pneumonia, and his conditioned gradually worsened. Still, we hoped. Today, our fears became the reality. I don’t know about everyone, but when I saw the news on twitter (i’m 18 where do u think i get my news info from HUH) I started tearing.
I, of a generation who didn’t even witness first hand what Mr Lee Kuan Yew did for Singapore in our growing years. Third world to first world, it couldn’t have been a smooth journey. He shouldered the country’s burdens as his own, and gave his life to our country Singapore. I cried for him, I cried for PM Lee who had to deliver the official information and tribute to Mr Lee Kuan Yew, as not just the Prime Minister of Singapore, but as the son of the elder Mr Lee. It was heartwrenching to watch, much less deliver to the country.
I look around Singapore and I know that all these are from the fruits of Mr Lee Kuan Yew’s labour. I thank you for our safe country, our low taxes, our forward thinking, non-corrupt government. I thank you for our policies that have seen Singapore through tough times, and enabled a country of 4 or more nationalities to coexist harmoniously.
Last week my grandmother told me that Mr Lee Kuan Yew, in his youth, was an extremely hardworking politician. She said that he’d attend the opening of every school as long as it was within his GRC (Tanjong Pagar), she told me of how he’d plant trees. She told me of things he did. A great man.
Mr Lee Kuan Yew makes me proud to be a Singaporean. R
Rest in Peace, Mr Lee.